The Firing Ground Lyrics & Tabs by Dead Infection

The Firing Ground

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Dead Infection

20 years old David was called up. A chance for him to become a
real man.
Dressed in a uniform, with a machine-gun in his hands went to

the firing place
with his new mates. Entrenching, obstacle race were not
difficult for David to
do. He was a perfectly fit boy. But then it was time to play
with fire.
Something he couldn't cope with. Throwing the hand-grenade
wasn't quite
simple. He delayed too long. It exploded in his hands. David got
torn apart.
There was nothing left of him. Ground not mingled with David's
intestines.

There was nothing left of him. Ground not mingled with David's
intestines.